[ because illyana makes sure to get what she wants and deny anything that she doesn't. with her past, she can't afford doing it any other way. but admittedly, it doesn't make it a bit inconvenient that she knows too well what she wants, which means it's far more annoying when yennefer isn't with her. ]
It's because I could easily imagine the taste of you. Your cunt dripping all over my tongue. The sound of you panting and whining as I sucked hard on your clit. Your fingers tightening into my hair and smothering me to your pussy. It's so easy to paint the picture. Even better with everyone knowing my tongue can draw out those sounds from our dear and proper professor.
[ and it isn't just her showering illyana with praise because she knows her student enjoys it; she truly means the sentiment behind it, which might be telling enough on its own. ]
You know I could make that happen. Not in reality, of course, given the consequences, but I can conjure illusions that look very nearly like the real thing. You could worship your professor's dripping-wet pussy in front of a classroom seemingly packed full of your peers, just like you dreamed of.
no subject
[ because illyana makes sure to get what she wants and deny anything that she doesn't. with her past, she can't afford doing it any other way. but admittedly, it doesn't make it a bit inconvenient that she knows too well what she wants, which means it's far more annoying when yennefer isn't with her. ]
It's because I could easily imagine the taste of you. Your cunt dripping all over my tongue. The sound of you panting and whining as I sucked hard on your clit. Your fingers tightening into my hair and smothering me to your pussy. It's so easy to paint the picture. Even better with everyone knowing my tongue can draw out those sounds from our dear and proper professor.
no subject
[ and it isn't just her showering illyana with praise because she knows her student enjoys it; she truly means the sentiment behind it, which might be telling enough on its own. ]
You know I could make that happen. Not in reality, of course, given the consequences, but I can conjure illusions that look very nearly like the real thing. You could worship your professor's dripping-wet pussy in front of a classroom seemingly packed full of your peers, just like you dreamed of.